Unmasking Truths: What Threads Reveal?

As Darpan drives home, he's really tired after a long day. The news that his dad has died hits him hard. It's just so tough to believe that his nice and loving dad is gone. To make things even more confusing, the police think that Indali, someone he has known since he was a kid but wasn't really close to, might be involved in his dad's murder.He never thought something like this would happen to his dad, and especially not by someone they know, like Indali who lives next door. What makes it even more surprising is that he always saw her as a quiet and shy girl, not someone who could do something so terrible.

As he drives home through the dark streets, everything feels kind of blurry, like his thoughts and feelings are all mixed up. The car's headlights shine through the darkness, showing a reality that he finds really hard to accept.

When he comes home, the usual sounds of the house are a bit changes. The wooden floors, which used to make a soft noise, now seem louder, like the house is telling stories of what used to be. The furniture, carefully arranged, now stands quietly, missing the one who always sat in the favorite chair by the window. In his house, things feel different since his dad passed away. Everywhere you look, there are memories, and the walls seem to soak up all the feelings in the air. The family pictures, once full of happy faces frozen in good times, now have a different feel. The laughs in the pictures turned into a quiet sadness, and the eyes in the photos look like they're carrying a heavy heart.

The living room, where there used to be a lot of action, is now quiet. The smell of yummy home-cooked food is different, like it's mixed with a feeling of missing something familiar. The couch's cushions, worn from family gatherings, seem to remember those good times. The TV, turned off, shows how quiet and different things are now.

In the hallway, there's a family picture hanging. It captures a moment frozen in time, but the colors seem less bright now, matching the quieter mood in the house. The staircase, once filled with the daily rhythm of footsteps, now feels empty and sad.

As Mrs. Jenna Ray waits for Darpan, she breaks the silence with a soft voice, "Did the police find something". The old clock in the corner ticks, making the quiet pause feel longer, marking time in a house changed by sadness. Looking out the windows, you can see the neighborhood moving on, which makes the stillness inside even more noticeable.

Darpan unsure answer about Indali stays in the air, mixing with the smell of memories and the quiet presence of things that used to mean a lot. The house, like a quiet friend, seems to be holding its breath as the family deals with the news.

But as he sits with his mother, he realizes that he can't keep his emotions bottled up forever. He can't keep pretending that everything is okay when it's not.

His mother's delicate hands touching his face and her words, "You're hiding something. Do you think I can't handle it", make him realize that he can't keep this from her. His mother has always been there for him, through every joy and every sorrow. She has been his rock, his confidant, and his best friend. And she deserves to know the truth, no matter how painful it may be.

With a heavy heart, he gathers the courage to share with his mom, "The police found someone. A person who was last seen with him. Maybe they'll find something through that person".

His mom listens, but her thoughts seem far away, lost in her own world.

"Mom, are you okay", he asks, concern filling his voice. The silence stretches, making him a bit scared. His mom looks numb, like she's not really there.

Suddenly, she exclaims, "Why would someone want to hurt him. He never did anything wrong. He was a good person". Her words are filled with pain and anger, and tears start to flow.

Darpan, feeling a mix of sadness and fear, gives her a big hug, trying his best to comfort her. It feels like there's a heavy sadness in the air, and he wishes he could make it go away.

He is not just dealing with the sadness of losing his dad; he's also missing someone who was like a teacher or guide to him. His dad wasn't just a parent; he was someone He looked up to for advice and support. The idea of going through life without his dad is scary, like a part of him is gone. Even though he's scared and sad, He tries not to show too much of it. He tells himself to be strong, not just for himself but for his mom too. The thought of his mom facing life without the person she spent thirty years with terrifies him. He understands he needs to be there for her, being a source of strength when she needs support.

The memories of his father flood his mind, and he can't help but feel angry and confused. Why did this have to happen to him. Why did his father have to leave so soon. These questions keep haunting him, and he knows that he won't find the answers. But he also knows that he needs to find a way to cope with his emotions and find closure. He tenderly reaches out to his crying mother, gently wiping away the glistening tears. His heart aches to see her in such distress, and with a reassuring smile, he tries to convey a sense of comfort.

"Did you have dinner", he asks, his voice filled with genuine concern.

She softly says that she feels really sad, expressing the heaviness in her hear, "I am not hungry." The weight in her words mirrors the burden in her heart.

Not wanting her to be sad alone, he says, "You should eat something." He knows that sometimes, sharing a meal can make things a bit better.

She weakly says, "I can't, I tried eating, please don't make me, I can't, please". Her sadness makes him feel sad too, so he says, "Okay, fine," deciding not to insist anymore.

"I want to sleep," she says, her voice carrying the exhaustion of emotional turmoil. His concern deepens, and he offers, "Okay, I will take you to your room," ready to provide whatever support she needs.

Even though she feels fragile, she says, "No, I can walk alone," not wanting to add more burden on top of her pain.

As she moves towards her room, he watches with a mix of love and helplessness.

Feeling really tired, he walks slowly to his room, and the quiet night makes his footsteps sound even more tired. He's not hungry, so he grabs a bottle of water to drink instead. The cool water feels nice, and he takes small sips, enjoying the simple pleasure.

In his room, the lights are soft, creating a calm and peaceful feeling. A small lamp by his bed gives off a warm light that makes everything seem quiet and thoughtful. He puts the half-empty water bottle on the table, and he sees little water drops on it, shining in the soft light.

But even with this peaceful setting, there's a strange feeling in his chest, like there's something heavy on his heart. It's like an invisible weight on his feelings, making it hard for him to figure out what's wrong. Wanting to feel better, he tries to understand this weird feeling inside him.

The room is really quiet, and every now and then, you can hear his breath or the bed making a small sound when he moves. Trying to control his feelings is tough, and he just wishes the strange feeling in his heart would go away.

As he closes his tired eyes, thoughts of his mom and dad fill his mind, creating a comforting place in his thoughts. Remembering his mom's nighttime prayers feels like a cozy hug, each word promising love and protection.

His dad, a source of surprises and joy, pops into his memories, bringing smiles with every unexpected gift. Each present becomes a little love note etched into his heart.

One special memory stands out – the day his dad gave him his first bike in high school. The excitement, the freedom, and the shared laughter with his dad replay in his mind. Just thinking about that day brings a mix of feelings – love, gratefulness, and a bit of missing those happy times. These memories create a picture of his heart woven with threads of love, gratitude, and a longing for those simple moments. But thinking about these moments, a gentle sadness creeps in, a longing for the times when things were simpler.

As he thinks about all this, the heavy feeling in his heart starts to change. It turns into a mix of different feelings, like a bittersweet mix of happy and sad. Even though he's tired, falling asleep is not easy, and he's still lost in his thoughts.

The room becomes a quiet place for him to think, and as the night goes on, he starts feeling more tired. Finally, as he gives in to sleep.

'Darpan is walking down the deserted street, lost in his thoughts when he hears a familiar voice.

“How could you do this to me”, The voice echoes in his ears, making him stop in his tracks. He looks around, trying to locate the source of the voice, but there is nothing but pitch black darkness surrounding him.

“What wrong did I do”, He again hears the voice. He turns in the direction of the voice, but there is no one. Suddenly, the black smoke that surrounds him disappears, and he finds himself standing in front of Aniket cemetery. He is scared, not understanding how he has ended up in this place.

“What am I doing here”, He asks himself, trying to make sense of the situation.

He looks at the cemetery, and his mind immediately goes to his best friend, Aniket, who is buried there. He feels a shiver run down his spine as he remembers the painful memories of his friend’s death. His heart races with fear. He can't shake off the feeling of being watched.

“Why the hell am I here of all places”, he mutters to himself, his mind racing with confusion and fear.

And then he hears the voice again, "Why me".

This time it is clearer and closer. He turns around and is shocked to find Indali standing there, looking at him with a mixture of shock and anger.

“I’m a killer now, didn’t I”,she says, her voice trembling with emotion.

Darpan is shocked, not understanding what she is talking about. But then he sees the fear in her eyes and realizes that something is terribly wrong.

“What are you talking about, Indali”, he asks, trying to understand what is going on.

He looks at her, searching for answers in her eyes. She continues to look at the cemetery, her eyes filled with pain and regret.

“Why me”, She finally speaks, her voice breaking with emotion. She turns to look at Darpan, her eyes filled with tears.

Her hands are now tied in chains, and she is struggling to break free.

“No,” she shouts, in pain as she uses all her force to break the chains.

Darpan wants to help her, but he is frozen in his spot, unable to move.

“I’m sorry, you don’t deserve this. But there was nothing I could do. You are the one to be blamed.”He finally manages to say, his voice filled with guilt and remorse. He feels a lump form in his throat, and he can't bring himself to look into her eyes.

"Why don't you die. You should have died that day only,",she shouts, her voice filled with anger and hatred. Darpan feels a sharp pain in his chest, and he instinctively presses his hand against it. To his horror, he finds out that he is stabbed with a knife, and blood is oozing out from his body.

The pain is excruciating, and it keeps growing with each passing second. He can feel his life slipping away from him. But he can't help but feel regret for the way things turned out between him and Indali.

As he takes his last breath, hr realizes that his actions have consequences, and he can't run away from them. He has hurt the people he cares about the most, and now he is paying the price for it.

The darkness engulfs him, and the last thing he hears is Indali's voice filled with pain and sorrow.

"You destroyed everything," she says, her voice fading away.'

Darpan wakes up with a start. He sits up in bed, his heart racing and his body drenched in sweat. Placing his hand on his chest, he can feel his heart beating frantically. His mind is reeling, trying to make sense of what just happened. He's sure he has been stabbed in his dream.

As he tries to calm himself down, he can't shake off the sharp pain in his chest. It feels so real, as if he has just been attacked. He takes a deep breath, trying to rationalize the situation.

"It's just a dream, forget about it", he tries to convince himself, but the unease won't leave him.

Darpan checks his phone for the time; it's 3:26 in the morning. He covers his face with his hands, feeling overwhelmed with fear. He's shaking, unable to control his emotions. The echoes of the dream are still lingering in his mind, making it difficult for him to differentiate between reality and the nightmare.

The room is really quiet. He can feel the silence. The only sounds are his breathing in a weird way and the old clock on his table going tick-tock.

He grabs the water bottle from his nightstand. The plastic is cool in his hands. He unscrews the cap and takes a long sip. The water is refreshing, and he drinks until the bottle is completely empty.Drinking water helps him feel better after the scary dream. When he finishes the water, he puts the empty bottle back on the table. The coolness on his lips and the soothing feeling in his throat help him feel more present.

Suddenly, he hears a faint voice. His eyes widen, and he looks around, trying to find the source. The room remains quiet, and the soft glow of the moonlight reveals nothing unusual. He strains his ears.

He is confused. He sits up in bed, paying close attention. He hears a faint voice, just a quiet whisper that he can barely hear, but it's making him curious. He rubs his ears, trying to figure out if it's from the dream or a real sound outside.Listening carefully, he hears the voice getting a bit clearer but still not clear enough. It sounds mysterious, like an echo from far away. Feeling determined, he gets out of bed and quietly walks across the room, trying to follow where the sound is coming from.

Finally, he understands what he has heard. He is shocked and wonders why he is listening to those words.Feeling uneasy, he looks around the room to find the source of the voice. He checks every corner, but there's no one there. The room looks normal, but the mysterious message hangs in the air.

The words he hears are, "Angel took over silence, devil was born".

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